I got a call to
pick up from one of Barrow’s more expensive hotels this morning, when I got
there my passengers turned out to be a couple with no luggage still in the
clothes from what looked had been a wild night of gallivanting .
Well nothing
unusual about that, but when they got in the car, he gets in the front and her
in the back, and whilst she was quite chatty, he was a bit withdrawn. The girl
who was a stunner, asked to be dropped off first, and then the guy was
travelling on for another four miles. He was hard work at first, a bit morose
but after a while, he comes out with the story.
He had been out with friends and somehow
become separated from them and then feeling a bit lonely, he ended up getting
drunk and copping off with the lovely lady.
"Great" I said," so
you had a good night why the long face"? "Yes a great night he said
beautiful hotel and champagne on ice". He was quiet for a moment and then
holding his head in his hands he said; "only problem is that like a fool I
used a credit card". "Never mind you won't get the bill for a month
or so," I said, thinking he was worried about the money," problem is
it's a joint card with my wife and she gets the statements," he said.
Whoops!
